Ye Ze was obviously terrified in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up, the slaughter of the black fire ants had come to an end, and none of those people were spared, and they fell to the ground one after another. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black fire ants killed everyone and ate at once, and after a while, they finally slowly retreated into a hole in the ground and disappeared.

After a long time, a group of people ran out, and Ye Ze vaguely saw that some of those people bent down, and some were squatting on the side of the road, probably unable to bear it and vomiting.

After a while, I heard someone shouting, and then, a group of people ran back with an injured man, faintly visible, the man had a hole in his stomach, his clothes had been dyed red, and blood was dripping down, Ye Ze found that this person was the man who was pierced through the stomach by the black fire ants.

The open space in front of the first floor was already crowded with people, all of whom were residents of the building where Ye Ze was, there were almost more than 30 people, and many people were watching from the ground.

Someone brought in the bed board and placed the injured man on the bed board, and a young man shouted that he was a doctor, rushed forward, put down the medicine box, and quickly cleaned the wound.

A young girl waited aside, and when the wound was cleaned, she placed her palm flat on the wound of the man in leather clothes, emitting a fluorescent green light, the light was very magical, blended into the man's wound, and gradually stopped the bleeding.

"Wow, that's great!" Someone in the crowd cheered.

However, at this time, the young girl's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, her face was slightly pale, and she suddenly said: "His injuries are too serious, I ...... Can't save him. ”

The crowd that was still cheering just now suddenly fell silent, looking at the girl with a pale face, and at the man who was already dying on the ground.

Suddenly they had the same question in their minds, if the person lying on the ground was me! Who's going to save me?

After the girl finished speaking, the faces of the others suddenly changed, the light on the girl's hand was already faint, and once the light disappeared, then the man was dead.

"Damn! Could it be that there are so many of us, can't we find a powerful assistant? The speaker was a rather dignified middle-aged man, dressed in a neat suit, combed with slippery back letters, looking quite magnanimous, looking like a leader of the government, with obvious questioning in his tone.

The scene was silent, no one answered, and everyone lowered their heads in silence, avoiding the eyes of the leader.

The leader's face couldn't help but turn pale, could they only watch this man die in front of them!

Could it be themselves next?

Fear and death seemed so real at this moment, and it was real that people shuddered.

"Is there anyone, I can't hold on!" The young girls were already crying, their voices were full of pleading, and at this moment they were not saving another stranger, but more like saving themselves again!

Because maybe the next one to face the same situation is themselves!

Someone in the silent crowd roared: "Damn, it was you who instigated me to choose the output hero, at that time Lao Tzu wanted to choose a pharmacist, damn if I chose a pharmacist, it wouldn't be like this now!" ”

"Damn, your uncle, you blame me, you chose it yourself, and I didn't force you."

The fear was overwhelming, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

……

"Enough, when is it now!" The leader shouted: "Is it useful to quarrel!" Hurry up and see if there are any people who don't choose skills, hurry up and find out! Maybe there's something missing. ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but have some hope in their hearts, and they were busy for a while, but after some searching, except for a few babies, even the children's skills had already been selected.

The healed girl trembled and sat down on the ground, wheezing violently, apparently using all her energy.

The sound of falling to the ground made everyone's hearts tremble, and there was a strange dead silence at the scene.

Blood poured out of the man's wound again, and the man let out an unconscious groan of pain.

The sound was more terrible than any scream, the last sound a life made before it died.

"Is it true that there is no support in so many people!" Someone prayed with difficulty, but he was answered only with a deathly silence.

The leader stopped talking, and he stood aside with a gloomy face, staring at the man who was about to die.

At this time, everyone was silent, and no one spoke again.

Really, dead silence!

"Let's go!" A deep voice was very abrupt, and everyone turned around in amazement, and saw the thin and tall Ye Ze standing outside the crowd, bowing his head slightly.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing?" A middle-aged man with a dark face scolded angrily.

"Help!"

Just 2 words made everyone's eyes widen slightly, but many people's eyes were obviously suspicious, Ye Ze ignored the gazes of others, but squeezed into the crowd and walked in front of the injured man.

There was a trace of golden light in the pure white sprinkled on the man's wound, outlining golden strokes, and soon, a golden rune appeared, imprinted into the man's wound, and then a magical scene appeared.

The man's pierced wound, which grows granulation, grows and recovers at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the wound on the man's stomach had recovered as before, and the man's breath gradually stabilized, gasping slightly.

There was a dead silence at the scene, and everyone looked at Ye Ze in shock.

Ye Ze stared at the man's wound for a while, then turned around and walked out of the sluggish crowd again, this time the crowd subconsciously made a way for him.

The scene was silent, and everyone's expressions were shocked, especially listening to the steady breathing of the man on the bed board.

Man, survived!

"Little brother, wait, wait!" The man who looked like a leader hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Ye Ze.

Ye Ze raised his head slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

The corner of the leader's eyes jumped, and he said with a smile: "I am Director Deng Yuan of the Cannes Finance Bureau. ”

"Oh." Ye Ze's face was flat, he took a step sideways, avoiding Deng Yuan and walking in.

There was a hint of gloom in Deng Yuan's eyes, but he still smiled and said, "Little brother, don't worry, you listen to me." ”

Ye Ze had to stand again, looking at Deng Yuan's eyes was already a little unkind!

"Little brother, it's really amazing, there are such means, you see that there are so many people now, in the words of your young people, that is, the output is off the charts, but there is only a lack of an awesome assistant like you, and everyone is neighbors, helping each other is what it should be, you join us, we can protect you, you can also help us, the best of both worlds, what a good thing!" Deng Yuan said with a smile, young people like to be praised and praised by others, and most of them are soft-hearted and don't have many opinions, as long as they pull him into the team, they will not have to listen to him Deng Yuan in the future!

"Get out of here!" Ye Ze's voice was extremely gloomy, like a beast about to explode.

Deng Yuan, who was still in his heart, was suddenly shocked, but then he was full of anger, one to assist you in dragging a fart, wait for Lao Tzu to get a few assistants to come out, and then destroy you! But now, just you, a bodhisattva, Lao Tzu will offer you first.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, you should think about it." Deng Yuan smiled and stepped aside.

Ye Ze strode towards the building with a gloomy face, avoiding everyone's gaze.

Alone, I took a detour back to the street in the distance, where the black fire ants had just started to slaughter.

The blood on the ground had turned black, like oil paint on the streets, and human limbs and internal organs were sprinkled on the ground at will.

"Ugh!"

Ye Ze covered his mouth hard, resolutely not allowing himself to spit out, he took a deep look and remembered this cruel scene in his mind.

This is what the end times should look like.

He picked up the machete that had been drained from the blood, and a special cloth bag for the compound bow, and pulled a bloodied quiver from the back of a dead man, who had never had the opportunity to use the bow until he died.

After doing all this, Ye Ze quietly left.